When I was in college we had an assignment in my Computer Illustrations class to illustrate a Rolex watches. This specific assignment stands out in my mind because at the time I had just started a new job that required intense training, for two weeks I had to take a bajillion classes to get certified to work with mentally handicapped adults. Anyhow I missed a lot of class and didn’t have enough time to get the watch complete. The face was completely done, but I was struggling with the wristband of the watch. My good buddy Toya had attended class like a good little student and since we were connected at the hip she offered to let me copy her wristband. Looking back on it, it was a really dumb idea because I KNEW the whole time we would get caught, and that wasn’t a fair thing to do to Toya since she so graciously offered to let me use hers. I guess it was alright though because I’d written quite a few papers for her and possible done a project or two. Anyway, we did get caught, but in stead of getting a big fat 0 for cheating, I ended up getting 40% since after all, I did do half of it

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After going on and on and on about blogging, the internet, and finally the beauty that is paid blogging I’ve finally talked Kristen into trying it out!

She is going to be blogging at freckleface.org, one of my old domains. Right now things are looking pretty basic but I’m so excited!! It’s not that I like to push my interests on other people, but I can’t help but be elated that she’s joined this here “blogosphere.”

Everybody go show my dizzle some lovins.

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Today has been a different day. It’s kinda stuck to yesterday so I’m having a hard time separating the two. It feels like it’s been one very long, very very odd day. I tried to write a bit this morning around before I got into bed around 9 or 10. It was unsuccessful though cos the letters just wouldn’t sit still and before long it became exhausting.

I love weekends. I love the carelessness and lack of responsibility (on a good one). I abuse my days off like no other. It makes me happy. I feel like driving to nowhere in particular, just to drive. It feels like a chore more often than not and when I want to go it’s hard not to.

Sooo… This morning. After I gave up here I moseyed on over to flickr and looked at photos for what seemed like forever. They were so good and pretty, it really made me want to get a nice camera and perhaps see what happens? Even if damage is all I can do it would still be nice to have lots of photos. I stopped taking so many when my Cybershot broke. I manage to make it work but it’s so… pitiful, poor thing.

I got a call this morning from a number I didn’t recognize and was… alarmed? I can’t think of the right word to use cos I can’t decide quite how I felt about it. I think it’s played a part in why today has been so silly. I was way out of it, I get a little strange if I’ve been involved with sleep. Morning is a very delicate time of the day, it’s so easy to screw up.

I need to take a shower and do something with myself, but I can’t stop thinking “I’ll get off my computer after I listen to one more song…” I’m bad about that, how is staying in bed for five more minutes going to hurt my day? But then that becomes an issue because 5 minutes will turn into practically an hour, or in more extreme cases a good six.

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